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Oh how she failed She was trying to climb into his body instead, to burn in the center of a sensation so hot, so dark and heated she was lost beneath it

"Off!" His lips lifted froh to whisk the shirt from her arms and over her head before she could react Before she could stop hily for the tight, too-sensitive nipples lifting to his lips as though they had craved this caress for eight years

And they had

"Oh God Dawg" She arched in his arood, no, it was better than before His lips drew on the tender tip, his thigh pressed between her legs, and within seconds she was pressing the aching flesh between her thighs into the heavyit almost frantically as he sucked at her

"Yes" The word hissed from between her lips "Oh yes Do that Just like that"

Just as he had that night years before His teeth raking over her nipple before he sucked it back, hard and hot, his tongue lashing over it like a fiery whip

She was falling Dizzy Off balance And before she knew it, stretched out on the couch with Dawg’s lips still ravishing her tender nipples, first one, then the other, growling with hunger and heat as his hand cupped between her thighs

Finesse was forgotten, but it wasn’t finesse she wanted Daas rumored to be smooth, practiced, deliberate in every touch But there was nothing deliberate or practiced in his touch now

Experienced, yes Confident and too daers parted the curl-covered folds between her thighs, and a second later, one broad,her core

Crista froze Heat exploded in her vagina, tore through her bloodstrea desperately around his caressing finger

"So hot" He was panting as his lips lifted from a reddened nipple, and his eyes, darker now but still ht and hot, Crista"

Her hips jerked as his finger pulled back, then stroked inside her again One long thrust that had her gasping and arching in his ar for a deeper, wilder penetration

"You’ll destroyinto his scalp as his tongue licked over her nipple "Again You’ll destroy "

He had to understand He couldn’t do this to her again She could easily give herself to him, just like before

"It’s okay, Crista I won’t hurt you, baby," he groaned "It’s just us See? No one else is here

Ever God, I’d kill the man that tried to touch you now"

She cried out as another finger joined the first, thrust inside her, parted flesh that had never known another man’s touch, never clenched, never beca

"Mine" His snarl shocked her

His lips covering hers again fed the hungers rising sharp and deep inside her

Her hips lifted, arched as she bucked against hiers fucked into her, sent a firestorh her

She had sworn she would never let this happen again But here she was, naked, hot, wet, and begging forkiss for kiss and returning it with another Her fingers held hi between her knees, and she fought to hold his fingers inside her

She was falling Just like she had before Losing her common sense, her heart, and her soul to this h her brain

"Now this is a pretty sight Da, you started without me I’m hurt"

Like a slap of cold water, Natches’s voice tore through her head as Dawg’s head lifted, and Crista swore she heard hih her as she stared up at Natches, fighting back the wave of sickness as his gaze flickered over her with aainst the bar, thankfully dressed, grinning, and the epitoht harder, should have re have another part of her soul

"Let o!" She slapped at his shoulders "Get off me"

"Damn it, Crista You’re naked," he snarled the re out of his ar from beneath hirabbed Dawg’s shirt froet the chance to take"

Clasping thecertain it covered her thighs, she tore from the room, rushed past hi her ass Let them both look One last da curse

Natches was laughing, and Crista felt like crying